Christ, that's perfection?

Or Depp 2.0, as I call him (or began to call him after the first few moments of the pilot, when I couldn't tell what sex he was [the shot was upside down and then there was that shirt]).

And now I'm thinking of Scott Zombie.

His art was certainly forgettable.

It's like the Big Bang. Or life starting. Some things just happen spontaneously.

Exactly the kind of comment I'd expect from a Luxury-Yacht.

Yeah, what was up with that inexplicable shirt?

P.S. I have an acquaintance named Brandee. Imagine the crap she's had to deal with all her life.

Oh, it's crazy insulting. My point was just that it's irrelevant how respectable a name Coco is in France; on American TV, it's going to carry certain connotations, however unfair and dumb that is.

The Master is a heightist. Fet had better watch out!

All I know is, whenever I visit an illegal arms dealer during an apocalypse, I like to bring my petulant child along, just in case I need him to assist during some impromptu surgery.

I laughed because of his whiny tone of voice.

"Plus if he tilts his head to one side and sneers at me one more time, I'm going to separate it from his body with this handy sword, anyway."

I agree it's ridiculous to go on and on about stripper names, but, remember, this a dumb show, not France, so the decision to name the character Coco may well have not been to honor Chanel. (I think of it as more of a stereotypical "saucy French maid" name in the context of American television.)

I think of hookers as having multiple clients. Although Palmer may not be Coco's first oldster, I suppose.

It was heroic and moving, n'est-ce pas?

And that reminds me of Elder Pressley's sullen "I told you—I was drunk!" whenever he's scolded for losing the all-important second scroll on YONDERLAND.

And on the trip back he was wounded and traumatized, which you'd think would've made the return journey rather more perilous.

All those years of living a sheltered life as a wealthy cripple have left Palmer unworldly on at least two important fronts; he is deeply inexperienced with women and he has an inflated sense of his own worth in the Master's eyes. He's powerful, privileged, and unexpectedly (unbelievably) naive.

Considering there are approximately a gazillion examples of old man-young woman pairings in film, literature, and TV, I don't see why one of the extremely few instances of old woman-young man unions needs to be mentioned at all.